“But as for me, my feet were almost gone... When I thought to know this, it was too painful for me; Until I went into the sanctuary of God.”
The Fog
This psalmist names a specific, honest turning point here, until I went into the sanctuary, worth holding directly, this genuine struggle finding some resolution not through private reasoning alone, but through this described, active step, actually entering this specific place of worship and community.
This is worth examining against however much your own wrestling has remained purely private, isolated reasoning attempted entirely alone, rather than this psalm’s own model, active movement toward genuine community and worship, worth considering as a practical step your own wrestling might also, genuinely benefit from.
Notice too painful for me, worth holding as honest acknowledgment that private reasoning alone had genuinely failed to resolve this struggle, worth recognizing if your own private wrestling has similarly, honestly reached this same limit, requiring something beyond isolated, solitary thought.
Consider today what your own actual sanctuary might be, worship, community, a trusted conversation, and take this practical step, following this psalmist’s own honest example, trusting that genuine resolution sometimes requires this described movement beyond private, isolated wrestling alone.
Walk Through the Fog
- Consider whether your own wrestling has remained purely private, without this practical step.
- Identify your own actual sanctuary, worship or community, and take one step toward it today.
- Trust that genuine resolution sometimes requires movement beyond isolated, solitary reasoning.
Prayer
Lord, my feet were almost gone, until I went into your sanctuary. Let me take this same practical step, trusting genuine community and worship as part of my own wrestling. Amen.
Carry this today
Private wrestling alone can reach real limits, requiring the practical step of genuine community.